Ok, I did it.
I broke out the self tanner today.
I HATE self tanner.
I also hate the idea of skin cancer that seems to run in my family (my mom and granny both have had it.) So, I avoid the tanning bed and wear sunscreen when I'm outside.
The youngest mafia member (my nephew H) is having his birthday party at the YMCA pool this weekend. This means I have to put a swim suit on my needstoloosetenpounds body, because each little one must have an adult with them. Tink is very excited about the pool party. I am not so excited about having my oversized, pasty body exposed to everyone.
Hence the self tanner.
As of now I can't tell I even applied it this morning. Hopefully after a couple more applications I will look a bit more tan. What's the worst that can happen? I can end up with orangeish zebra stripes. Even that will surely take away from my extra ten pounds!